I’ve been using the word “dream” this week because my long dreamed of backyard pathway is finally built and I can hardly believe it after years of talking about it. So the title of this poem caught my eye. But mostly I share it because Gary Soto is entirely charming—his poem “Oranges” is a favorite to share with classes—and we all need to be reminded to dream a little weird and a little wild.
In the very least, a little gratitude for the refrigerator light can’t hurt.
“Picture me swimming with dolphins.
Picture me with these dolphins
Sitting in lawn chairs.”
